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Happy New Year!!!

This is when you make the plan for how the rest of the year will pan out. Yes, I feel different. I feel it in my skin, it's actually tingling. I get to leave the past in the past. I'll take with me the lessons I'll need on this new journey, but this year, God, my blessed Father, has allowed me for one, to live long enough to see this year and two, to make it the way I want it to be. I have a new slate on which to write on and I'm choosing my words carefully. I'm excited to see how this year is going to be and what it will bring. Of course, there is a template to follow but like this blog, it will be filled with my hopes and dreams and the fruition of those dreams. As cliched as it may sound, this is the beginning of the rest of my life. I look forward to the journey and the many roads it will take me. God has blessed me and has already blessed this year.

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